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comic opera than like real alive soldiers. I never saw such stupid expressions, +[[strikethrough]] but [[/strikethrough]] They eyed us with evident suspicion, especially myself.

[[strikethrough]] We saw some soldiers but not very many, very few soldiers [[/strikethrough]].

but around about six we got to A. Having had no more serious adventure than to run over a sheep who was apparently entirely unhurt by the process. The roads were like ice and [[strikethrough]] the [[/strikethrough]] ^[[the last 1 1/2 hrs]] it was of course inky black.

The Hotel de France as well as the Tête de Boeuf were full. We had begun to consider the motor as a bed when a suspicious-eyed hag who kept rooms over a saloon ^[[finally]] took pity on us. ^[[At first it was "]] no, she did not have anything, then after some conversation, well [[underline]] perhaps [[/underline]] she might [[underline]] possibly [[/underline]] be able to arrange, and with the flourishing of some sealed papers and the advent of the Packard with "Ambulance Americain" in large letters on the front, she led us in amid grunts and mutterings. By the aid of a